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Heat enveloped her, making her moan. She could feel his tongue against her sensitive breast, the curling hairs on his chest tickled her belly, and one hard thigh was suddenly pressed against the apex of her legs.
She caught her breath. She might not be ashamed of her nudity—or his—but that did not mean that there wasn’t a bit of trepidation about what would come. She’d never done this. Never even come close. While her peers had been marrying and learning the joys of motherhood, she’d been cataloging Penelope’s embroidery thread.
But she wanted this—wanted him. She ran her fingers through his shorn locks, fascinated by the bristles. He had speckles of gray at the sides, making him look both more commanding and more human. Her hands dropped to his broad shoulders and their warmth, their tensile strength, made her bite her lip in anticipation. He was so vital. So alive. And soon he would be her lover.
He moved abruptly to her other breast, sucking strongly even as his fingers teased the first damp nipple. The twin points of pleasure made her restless. She clenched at his sides with her fingers, wanting more.
He reared back, watching her. “All right?”
“Yes?” She frowned and bit her lip, shaking her head against the pillow.
The corner of his lips quirked, but he looked far from amused. A dark flush had moved up his high cheekbones and the lines beside his mouth had deepened. She could feel that part of him—his male part—pressed into her leg. It seemed to throb against her, a living thing wanting sacrifice.
He petted down her side, soothing her as if she were a fractious mare.
She glared at him, prompting him to kiss her, hot and quick, on the mouth. “Patience.”
“I don’t want to be patient anymore.” She stared at him defiantly. She wanted to find out what this was about. What would happen and how it would feel and if she would be a different woman afterward.
He smiled down at her just as his fingers reached the tiny curls at the top of her slit. She could feel him parting them, carefully, probing, and she went very still, waiting to see what he would do.
One finger trailed to her valley and he looked up into her eyes and smiled. “You’re wet.”
She frowned because she didn’t like not knowing if that was good or bad.
He bent, brushing his mouth against hers, growling so deeply his words were nearly unintelligible. “Wet for me.”
Good, then.
He slid his thumb between her folds and found that nub at the top, pressing down as he watched her face. She arched involuntarily, the sensation singing through her limbs.
A muscle ticked on his jaw, his face stern and ruthless, as he pressed again, his finger finding her entrance and slipping in.
She bit her lip, staring back at him, refusing to break their gaze, wanting him to continue.
“God,” he whispered. His nostrils flared suddenly, and seemingly against his will, he kissed her.
She opened hungrily beneath him, trying to press up with both her head and her pelvis. But he held her still, pleasuring her with his fingers, taunting her with his tongue.
She tore her mouth from his, panting. “Faster.”
“Like this?” he asked, and flicked with his thumb.
“Yes.” She closed her eyes, her words slurred as she felt the lovely warmth. “Yes, oh, yes.”
His long fingers explored her intimately, each touch sparking her passion higher as he kissed her with leisurely thoroughness. She felt something building beneath her surface, like water over a fire just before it comes to a boil. She closed her eyes, lost in the sensations, feeling wanton.
Feeling free.
He broke their kiss and suddenly took her nipple between his lips just as he sped up his flicks against her clitoris, and she felt as if something inside her detonated. She shuddered, arching into his mouth, his hand, waves of fiery bliss spreading to her toes and fingertips.
It was like finding a new world.
She opened her eyes to see him delicately licking the tip of her nipple as he watched her. “Did you like that?”
She nodded, voiceless with pleasure.
He suddenly closed his own eyes, his hips tilting into her as if involuntarily, and he ground against her. “God. I cannot wait any longer.”
